Chapter 223: The Two Generals of the Banfield House
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On the bridge of a spaceship, Marie was sitting in her seat with her legs crossed.
While Marie's aggressive demeanor usually stood out during battle, she was now quietly watching the immortal fleet.
They were in the middle of a battle with the fleet led by Viscount Troid, who had become an immortal, but she herself looked as if her fighting spirit had vanished.
"Not afraid of dying... huh."
Looking down on the seemingly unmotivated Marie was Viscount Troid, displayed on the monitor.
He had the cracked skin characteristic of the undead, with black eyes and red pupils.
"It's useless. No matter how many times we die, we will be revived again and again by Lord Farabar's power. Your efforts are meaningless."
Never dying, Viscount Troid had no fear of war.
This was affecting his battle tactics, leading to an increase in careless charges and strategies.
His fighting had become sloppy, but Viscount Troid's fleet still held the upper hand.